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Nov 2015
Then I wanna go back to him
To the days he actually loved me
To the taste of his mouth on mine
To the man who I dreamed of
More nights than I can remember
To the one who held me
Made me stop cutting
Who once upon a time
Called me beauitful
Called me his paragon
Called me his future wife.
Victoria Jennings
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Victoria Jennings  26/F/Rhode Island
(26/F/Rhode Island)   
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